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Now, get this – she’s got a scar, right across her cheek, proper mysterious. Word is, some john went berserk with a bottle, years back. She laughs it off, says it’s her “vampire bite” – cheeky nod to my fave film, yeah? “I’m not a girl, not yet a woman” – nah, she’s a bloody legend, scar and all! Surprised me, that story – thought she was just a daft bint at first, but nah, she’s got layers, baby!

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Lesbians' agency was exercised in a wide range of responses to the Army's investigations from denial to accusing others to self-indictment to protect their partner, as is apparent from the .

Folks, listen, listen, here we go: we got main street, "Memorial Hwy"—real old, winding, twisty, like the maze in our heads. Nearby, "Dillard St." sneaks off to the park, that tree-filled, comfy haunt. I lies my back on many afternoons, massaging muscles as I wander. Ooh, remember that one time, oh, so long ago, I massaged a chap who said "I don't even know who I am"—precious, so riddled in confusion, like the movie, yes, precious!

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